What Makes Me Special?

When I look back to why many of my friends died, I recollect how they said they could not handle life anymore. These wonderful, astounding, and kind people went out expecting to find more exceptional people yet, they were sadly disappointed. They went out and found a cruel world. An unfair world, one where dreams don’t always come true; Why? Simply because that is life. Sometimes no matter how hard you work you may never reach where you desire to be. There is always going to be someone bigger and/or better than you; that is the devastating reality of life. I believe the way we instruct children, that everything is fine and dandy in life; that if you try hard enough, you can be whatever you want to be is simply giving them false hope, and maybe that needs to change.

“Learning to love yourself will be the hardest thing you’ll ever do in life”. The 21st century, the era of perfection. The era where you are told how to look or else you are not considered beautiful to the world. The era where people like myself go through extremes to be beautiful even just feel beautiful. The extremes that I took were, looking for “love” anywhere with anyone, not caring about my health, and putting my academic career in danger, all of that just to be and feel beautiful.

“One day I was able to get up, after gathering all my strength. I wanted to see myself in the mirror hanging on the opposite wall. I had not seen myself since the ghetto.

“One day when I was able to get up, I decided to look at myself in the mirror on the opposite wall. I had not seen myself since the ghetto. From the depths of the mirror, a corpse was contemplating me. The look in his eyes as he gazed at me has never left me,” (pg. 115, Wiesel). The author’s message is revealing how someone should be able to overcome their struggles if they truly have confidence in themselves. Being that almost everyone goes through struggles at least once a day, the message about looking pass through the obstacles that seem really hard by thinking that it is achievable. It connects to everyone because of how people go through hardships in their life time varying in their age drawing out the conclusion that everything is achievable if only you believe that it is possible to do.

What I had was a body, a body with a heart, brain, liver, kidneys, and blood that pumped through every fiber of my being. Anorexia nervosa attempted to destroy what I had, but I refused to let it. I made a promise to myself that every mirror I encountered I would point out what I did have and not what I didn’t have. However, which each look I took Ed tried to show me a different picture of myself. I had a hard time trying to find the right picture, the one I knew was the true me. I had to teach myself that a perfect body is not what I truly wanted. What I wanted was a healthy body. Health in today’s society has taken on a different meaning. Images of young women in magazines are whom we perceive as healthy. However, I learned that true health couldn’t be shown in an image. Instead it's our internal rather than our external of our bodies that show true health. Teaching myself that was difficult, but by doing so I taught myself confidence. I now look inside myself for who I am, rather than judging what I see on the outside. I’ve learned a lesson most women never learn. Becoming grateful of what I do have, I learned to be confident. I am more self-assured today, than I was two years ago. Gratitude has served as a constant reminder in my life. Whether my body be shamed or admired, I know it’s richness, it’s intents, and it's

Growing up I knew I was different, I didn’t like the things other children did,

What would it feel like knowing that you're different from everybody else in your community besides one other person? In the book “The Giver” by Lois Lowry it shows the struggles of a boy named Jonas who has just been given the assignment of Receiver of Memory. He doesn't know how to handle being different from the rest of his community. In his community everything's the same.Without experiencing knowledge and wisdom a community cannot grow.

The children are influenced by their teachers to learn and aspire to break the cycle. This in itself breaks the cycle of them being “other”, because they are acknowledged as human. The children find themselves as “somebodies” through their minister and through their friendship with Jonathan. Finally, the children feel like somebodies themselves while they are themselves. Though they are mature for their ages, they are still children with the spirit and youth that helps them dream away negativity in their lives and hope for a better future, and some of that spirit is powered through their

I thought it was silly to feel shameful and embarrassed when I had no control over what was happening to me, but that’s how I felt. I thought that I deserved it. I thought that it was all of my fault, like maybe I was asking for it, somehow. “At the core of my soul, I hated myself more than anybody or anything. I came to believe that everything happened to me or around me was my own fault because I had let it go on for so long” (Pelzer 136).

Becoming of older age, I began to understand that it’s perfectly fine to be imperfect. The extraordinary person I believed I would never become started off by committing faults and mistakes. Despite the fact that I was treated differently it pushed me toward understanding that I am enough. No matter what obstacles or battles I come across I’ve convinced myself to ignore the negativity surrounding me and converting it to positivity.

As a child, I was quiet and withdrawn. I taught myself to read when I was three, and spent most of my time reading instead of playing with other children. I understood very early that I was different from others at school. I didn’t have to pay for lunch, something I found (and to be honest, still find) completely mortifying. My father was almost never home, always trucking all over the country in an effort to keep our family afloat. When other kids talked about their dads in school, I often found myself feeling jealous. I, too, wanted a dad who could teach me how to ride a bike or throw a ball. I also understood that it was impossible for me to have that, because my father worked around the clock to keep my family from going hungry. I realized that in order to achieve the things that I wanted to, i would have to take the initiative and do it myself. I borrowed my sister’s bike (although it was much too tall for me to use comfortably), and I practiced riding it until i knew i was better at it than any other 7 year

As child we have an idealized view of the world. Children don’t readily comprehend the concepts of good and evil or the concept of morality. When we leave are childhood behind we are confronted with some of the harsh realities of adulthood. Our eyes become opened to as our idea of the world becomes more realistic as it comes into

My mind was filled with pros and cons of both views but I had to decide which view I agreed with. In the end, I found that every person I encounter has a story filled with struggles, love, defeat, and victories. It is easier to see people at surface level, as just a breathing empty shell that we avoid conversing with in fear of becoming vulnerable or attached, but there is beauty in every soul if only we take the time to break down walls built of heartache and fears. My parents are Westons and I am a Ransom, and although we don’t believe the same things I can see the pride in their eyes when I decided to embark on a quest to find mu own opinion and belief. Personally I believe that growing up is learning to question the opinions and beliefs of others before you except them as your own. In my case, my family recognized my transformation as began to give me greater responsibility, as I became the independent person I am

In my life I have experienced so much of the losses and sacrifices I endured through, but with all the hardships, I still live day to day retaining knowledge and seeing the world's secrets and beauty. In the 18 years I have been on this planet, I learned to

When I was 16 years old, I was going through some tough times I got kicked out of my boarding schools and started falling into deep depression.I was always focusing on other people’s imperfections, but I never really looked at mine.I struggled with having a true